HIM

by brenda bear   Aug 9, 2007


I love him more than life

I love him more than death

I love him more than the cold winter air when it lingers on my breath

I love the way he talks to me

and runs his fingers through my hair

I love the way i can be my self around him and he doesnt even care

I love the way he smiles and the way he holds me tight

and I love the way hes the last thing i think about each and every night

I love the way hes always true

and i love the way i have him and not you

I love the way when hes mad he'll mumble

i dont care what anyone thinks...this man is worth the trouble

I love how i can say he chose me

and thats the way it should be

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